Hi! It's me, The Grave Walker

I am writing a third Fanfic.

But what about Saved an Enderman and Bmo Evolved?

Answers:

Saved an Enderman: NO, I am not done with that story, just taking a prolonged break.

Bmo Evolved: Discontinued. Sorry for all of you who were interested. I like having the freedom to choose the characters path and story.

Now, for all of you who are wondering: This story is post Halo 4. Not 5. That is all. Now enough of me and more story!

My Format:

Italics are thoughts

ALL CAPS ARE SPEAKERS! Not talking but speakers in auditoriums and stuff.

Hurt. That is what The Master Chief was feeling. Cortana was gone. He missed her so much. He hated himself for not saving her, when he could if he tried hard enough.

Maybe they will assign you with another Cortana model.

That is not going to happen.

"Why did she die?" Chief said.

"SPARTAN 117, REPORT TO CAPTAIN LANSKY IMMEDIATELY." The speakers blared. Chief got up and went to Lansky.

"Sir." John Declared as he Saluted.

"A: at ease, B: May you please stop calling me sir. It sounds weird. C: We found a distant signal near the debris of the Composer. We would like you to check it out." Lansky said. "We also made some modifications to your MJOLNIR Armor, making it able to fly in space."

"Yes s- Captain. Thank you." John said and walked out.

"I hope our little surprise makes him feel better." Lansky said before turning back to his post.

After half an hour of flying around (He lost his AI and won't take a new one, Remember) Master Chief Found a Console and flew towards it.

Is this what Lansky was talking about? Why is it that all my missions remind me of her?

He found an AI disk and pulled it out.

Again with the reminders.

He looked at it. It was just like her's.

"Captain, Is this what you were talking about?"

"Yes Chief, bring it back to the Infinity for scanning."

"Yes S- Captain." Chief declared as he started to fly back.

Was He smiling when he said that? Weird.

"Thanks Chief, It would be easier if you had an AI though."

"I won't take another one, Thomas. No being in the Universe can tell me otherwise."

"I know Chief. But it is harder to tell you when you need to go on missions."

"I don't care."

"I know. Here let me take that from you." Lansky said as he took the chip from John.

"Captain, if nothing is found on the chip, may I have it? It reminds me of her."

"Sure, Chief. I know you miss her so If something reminds you of her than sure. Just promise me you will shoot better."

"Yes sir."

"John!"

"Sorry."

After hours of waiting, debriefing and eating (Maybe a little bit of crying) John was called to the science lab.

"Chief, we found something better than nothing on the chip, for you and the UNSC." Lansky said.

"What is it? Covenant plans, Forerunner history data banks, UNSC Files?"

"Better" The scientist who just walked in declared.

What can be better than that?

"Hey Chief!" A voice said.

No… It can't be. She is… gone.

"What is wrong John? Don't recognize me?"

Only ONE thing calls me John like that.

"Cortana?"

"No… an AI who looks, talks, and has the memories of your Cortana. Yes, it's me!"

"But you…"

"Let's not talk about that ok?"

"Got it, I'm happy you're okay."

"Me too. Can you guys give us some space?" Cortana asked.

"You heard her! Everyone, leave the lab immediately." Lansky ordered. Everyone filed out one by one.

"How's Life, Chief?" Cortana inquired, placing her hands on her hips.

"I prefer it when you call me John. Unless we are on a mission, of course."

"Of course, John." Cortana said soothingly.

"They tried to give me another AI. I said I wouldn't take another one ever."

"That is pretty brave of you, denying you offici-ials."

Did he notice? Hopefully not. Cortana thought.

"Cortana are you Okay?" Chief said with worry in his voice.

Yep, He noticed.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

"No, you're not okay. Your rampancy is coming back and I won't lose you again." John said. A scientist walked in.

"Do you know how to fix rampancy, or know someone who does?!" John said as his anger, not at anyone but himself, rose tenfold.

"My team and I know one way, but it is very…" The scientist said in a tone which indicated like he was scared. (If you were being yelled at by the Master Chief, you would be too.)

"Very what?!"

"It will change her."

No. I don't want her to change. Never.

"Chief, I know what he is talking about. It is risky, but it will work."

"Fine, but if you hurt her you will feel what kind of pain Spartans can give."

"TEAM SCIENCE DELTA REPORT TO THE LAB FOR AI RAMPANT PLAN 22B." The scientist who probably needed a new pair of shorts said over the loud speaker.

22B? Hopefully it is a better than plan 1-22A. Chief thought as he walked out of the room.

OHHHHHHHHHH. And Cut. What is Plan 22B? Will the scientist get a new pair of shorts? Will Master Chief get to use a gun? What will they do to Cortana? More like what will I make them do? (Place Evil Grin Here) Anyways, Like I said, I am not done with one of my other stories. Just taking a break.

But now the Grave Walker must return to his grave. PEACE!